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What is a monkeybox?

When I was a little girl, we had a pet monkey named Amanda. My Dad worked in the produce business, so each night he brought home that days culls in a big box - spotty cucumbers, pithy apples, limp celery, moldy oranges and the like. We called it a monkeybox. It was really just trash, but my Mom would take each piece of fruit and trim it, pare it and cut it up to make a beautiful fruit platter for Amanda. Even though it was deemed trash by one, it still had life left in it and was good for the purpose we needed it. That's how I live my life - thrifting, yard saling, looking for another's trash to be my treasure.

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Friday, April 28, 2006

A Deal, A Better Deal and a WOWEE Surprise!

I went to the Salvation Army yesteray, just as they were putting out the books. I found thirteen really nice leather bound books from a Collector's Guild - these are desirable because they are great classic novels, but also because they are highly decorative for home decor. They were priced with price stickers at $1.00 each, so I grabbed them all up. When I checked out the gal just rang them up at 50¢ each which is the normal price for hardback books. She usually doe that if the pricers in the back get carried away and price something that usually has a set price. They sometimes let community service people price things which is just beyond me.

When I got them home, I flipped through the pages of the books looking for anything in the pages. I have found book store receipts, plane tickets, hotel receipts, four leaf clovers and even $10.00 worth of McDonald's Gift Certificates once in a book. As I flipped through the copy of "Gone With The Wind" what to my wondering eyes did I find? A full on frontal picture of a man's....ehm......anatomy. And, not just a picture - a POLAROID picture of some guy's know know WHAT. It shocked the heck out of me, then gave me quite a chuckle. I am just happy that my son didn't find it or that I didn't ship it off to the Nunnery!

Perhaps this is a new promotional thing at the SA! FREE PORN WITH PURCHASE!

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